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fire bomb
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In your burning tight leather you're a firebomb
with your handles smoking you're on fire
not a flaw, not a mess you're way on top
like a classic car, a firebomb
you got your father worried, your mother uptight
in a fire moon winter she's my love
the way you finger my flame you're a firebomb
the way you blow out my brain you're a firebomb
- Album:
- The Chronicles, Vol. I & II
- Feel It Like a Scientist
- Half Machine From The Sun
- Blood On The Moon
- Box II - 1983-1995
- The Puppet Master
- Turn Down 4 What
- Another World
- Ministry of Sound: Addicted to Bass 2012
- Anthology 1979 - 1983
- Half Machine Lip Moves
- Half Machine Lip Moves & The Surreal Rock
- Half Machine Lip Moves / Alien Soundtracks
- The Chrome Box
- Having A Wonderful Time With The Tripods
- Half Machine Lip Moves + Read Only Memory
- Chrome Box
- Having a Wonderfull Time With the Tripods
- Half Machine From the Sun, The Lost Tapes From 79 - 80
- Straight to the Pros